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the-fucking-cannibal · 13 hours
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They're getting waaaay too old for weed 🙄
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lil-king-trash-mouth · 2 months
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“ I saw that you were perfect and I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more.”
~Angelita Lim
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Here’s the detail post for the tombstones so you can read them all. 😏 And some face/other detail close ups here.
I immediately thought of Aziraphale when I read this quote. The angel has a long way to go, BUT his entire storyline about coming to understand shades of gray and falling in love with Crowley for who he really is - not his perfect angelic self - is done SO well. Manifesting him telling Heaven where they can shove it in season 3.
Also dramatic lightning and yummy color palettes are just 🤌🤌🤌
P.S. Crowley bought little Timmy a new ice cream and encouraged him to pursue a career in ornithology.
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katcsy · 7 months
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the nightingale is too goddamn loud actually
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bea-n-art · 2 months
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90 miles an hour kiss. Crowley has never been happier.
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vavoom-sorted-art · 2 months
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The Book Of Love inspired by the song with the same name.
some fluff, requested by my lovely friend @bea-n-art who drew me a handsome bathhouse scene in return. Consider my debts paid. ^^
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daneecastle · 4 months
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Angst War Page 8 and 9
@goodomensafterdark @vavoom-sorted-art @gahellhimself-blog @gleafer @kotias @lauramoon1987
A little fluff with the angst I did and plan on doing. I’m not done yet! There is more to come. Next week will be three pages. Good luuuuuck!
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thethingswedotomorrow · 5 months
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I love the Good Omens 'Night at Crowley's Flat' trope where after stopping the apocalypse in season 1, they go to Crowley's Flat and talk and kiss and fall in love and have a peaceful night, I do.
BUT
What if the night became 'The Night an Angel and a Demon Get Insanely Drunk and Teach Each Other How to Act'
Because honestly
They go to the flat, and ALL they know is they are going to have to swap themselves if they want to survive and finally be free from Heaven and Hell
But they have absolutely NO clue how to pull it off successfully
Sure, they know each other in and out.
Aziraphale has Crowley's eye color committed to memory (and also to paper, since Aziraphale spent 4-5 years in the late 80s trying to find a craft store in London that could help him do the color justice)
Crowley could find his angel in a crowd of millions (and not even just because only one single person in that crowd would be dressed in that ridiculous shade of tartan)
BUT they know they have to truly get this right, down to the exact detail.
So, naturally, they start by promptly opening the closest bottle of scotch that Crowley had available
Crowley was convinced this would be the easiest thing they've ever done
"Only you, Angel, would find a way to worry yourself to death AFTER stopping an apocalypse"
They begin with the easy part, switching corporations and clothing.
It was easy. Until Aziraphale realized he had to actually physically move in the very, very tight pants Crowley prefers.
The first three times he tries walking, he falls face down. And each time, realizes how it's equally hard to get back up again.
Not to mention that Crowley's corporation had learned that after 6000 years, it didn't really need all those vertebrae and bones since he never used them anyways
So now Aziraphale is just laying on the floor in terribly tight pants, very confused on how Crowley has managed all this time
(Crowley is also on the floor, having dropped there laughing after the 2nd attempt)
After they both get up (one much faster than the other) Crowley tries coaching the angel on how to walk like him
Until Crowley realizes he doesn't actually know how he walks, he just sort of wills himself forward and hopes his limbs keep up with him along the way
Eventually, after enough drinks, they settle on a technique called "Just pretend all your limbs are snakes. And you're a snake. Honestly, just as snake-y as you can manage, Angel."
Aziraphale, as difficult as this was for him, figures out that he may have gotten the easy side of this situation here. Crowley very much disagrees.
"Once an Angel, well, definitely not always an Angel, but close enough right?"
He very quickly realizes he may be wrong when Aziraphale asks Crowley to copy his walk
"Dear Lord Crowley, it cannot be that hard. You simply have to walk in a straight line"
It was indeed that hard.
Crowley has all his vertebrae now, but no knowledge of how they should be used
He tries to hold his hands behind his back and march forward, walking in what he thinks is probably, on some plane of reality, maybe a straight line
He's convinced that he's the perfect image of a stereotypical angel, head held high, an air of 'holier than thou' surrounding him
When Crowley asks Aziraphale, he only says, "Well, I suppose it will have to do for now."
Internally, Aziraphale thinks of the fact that Crowley looked identical to a bumbling penguin walking on ice.
When Crowly sits down, very pleased with himself for an impeccable performance ("As always, Angel. I've still got it." Aziraphale uncaps the vodka and drinks straight from the bottle, just staring into the distance.
He has just realized that their existence hinges on whether Crowley can figure out how to sit on a chair like a proper being with appendages and a spine.
And the odds are not in their favor, if they way the demon is sprawled out on the couch (reminding Aziraphale suddenly of a very well-done noodle, and suddenly he's starting to wonder if humans had the right idea with stress eating) is any indication
Crowley announces that he refuses to utter the words tickety boo, even if faced with destruction
"Honestly I think I'd rather have the holy water at that point" "Crowley." "I swear you just make sounds up sometimes, those aren't even real words"
4 bottles (and a very large order of takeout) later, they've got the act down well enough that it's starting to weird Crowley out
"Angel, seriously, enough with the nose. When have I ever done that with my nose? Exactly zero amount of times. I'm not a rabbit"
2 bottles later and Aziraphale has miracled Harry the Rabbit into the flat for a reason they can't quite remember
But they've got music playing from somewhere in the corner, and plenty of drinks, and the night goes on into the morning, and then they're sobering up and marching out for the most dramatic acting of their lives
And the world hasn't ended yet, so they'll probably be fine. Probably.
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heohl-art · 1 month
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I literally drew this fanart in three hours listening to one of my fav songs ever: Waiting for a star to fall by Boy Meets Girl ✨😭❤️
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• My dear, it's cold outside💕 •
Someone please save me I just can't stop drawing them, and shipping them, and loving them and and-- 😭✨💖
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karyton · 4 months
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˚♡˚ The colour of love
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bleucalire · 6 months
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・😚
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uccmd · 8 months
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THE LIST of domestic things about Crowley and Aziraphale during S2 as my free therapy session:
The apology dance
Crowley knows why exactly Aziraphale might call him (the list consists of only three reasons) and can understand which is relevant at the moment by Azi's voice
Crowley doesn't wear his glasses in the bookshop
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy
"Ourselves"
"Do you need a lift somewhere?"
Them discussing their favorite romantic tropes like it've never happened to them
Crowley casually ordering the drink Aziraphale asked for
Crowley being absolutely done with everything but still managing to help Aziraphale every way possible participating in his investigation and making sure they're not killed
"OUR car"
Crowley actually letting Aziraphale to drive the Bentley!!!
They have a room where they discuss their questions and problems (like with the Gabriel's and Muriel's visits)
Crowley sitting on the arm of Aziraphale's armchair
"Good job" "You really think so?"
Aziraphale calling Crowley right away to tell him more about the clue and what he found out (aka searching for his praise)
Crowley supporting Aziraphale while he performs his little handy magic tricks
Aziraphale slowly getting more comfortable with calling Crowley his friend (aka "we go back in a long time" and etc)
"A little us time"
Them casually touching each other
Dancing while talking and talking while dancing
Crowley not letting other people buy or take Aziraphale's books while he is out of bookshop
Crowley trying to communicate with Gabriel after Aziraphale advices him to do so
Crowley cleaning up the bookshop while Aziraphale is on a walk with Metatron (he knows this place so well + «stress-cleaning» @sgam76 )
Aziraphale asking Crowley to be his assistant in the lethal magic trick and letting Crowley point the muzzle of a loaded gun at him when they can't use miracles
Crowley's hands shaking because his first shot ever was about to be made while he was pointing a gun at Aziraphale but when he just got himself together because fuck him if he will ever hurt his angel
Crowley trusting Aziraphale because he asked
Crowley waiting for Aziraphale to change his mind in the end until the very last moment
Aziraphale complimenting Crowley's work during The Begging
Aziraphale's attempt to put his hand on Crowley's shoulder during the kiss because he wanted them to be closer to each other
Aziraphale has a diary with a description of his every meeting with Crowley (as i suppose)
"But you like waiting inside"
How literally every character made a remark about their relationship being a little bit more than just friendship and how they're flustered by those comments
"I am, but rescuing me makes him so happy"
«Crowley going “NGK!” when Azi briefly corners him in the pub with a hand on his chest» @babbeldumpsterfire
"If any harm goes to Aziraphale-"
«“we both get PLENTY of use out of it” regarding the bookshop» @nightgoodomens
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Ohhh, Bildad has a crush alright 😏😚💓
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raz-writes-the-thing · 3 months
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The Way You Look Tonight (Good Omens Drabble)
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Crowley x GN!Reader / requests are open
Summary: You might be sick, but you'll be damned if you don't get this dance.
GOMENS: @coffee-and-red-lipstick @quickslvxrr @clarina04 @motionlessindoubt @stevekempscocktails @go-bonkers-go-foolish @peytonpenguin37 @florduarte @complimentary-breadbasket @thekirbishow @jaziona92 (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)
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“You’re just being dramatic,” Crowley grumbles, getting up anyway to do as you’ve requested. You’re sick. Like, really sick. 
Like, if-you’re-not-careful-you-might-drown-in-a-puddle-of-your-own-snot sick. It’s gross, yeah, but if a certain someone hadn’t left the air conditioner on, like, minus eight hundred degrees all night, you’d probably be fine now. Yes, that person was you, but if you couldn’t blame the imaginary criminal who takes on all your heinous crimes for you then what was the point of it all?
“Which one?” Crowley asked, flashing two records at you to choose from. You coughed into your tee and scrutinised the options harshly. 
“Sinatra,” you eventually replied before blowing your nose into a soft aloe tissue. “Please,” you added hastily. 
Crowley just grumbled quietly as he put the record on for you. As soon as the notes started to play through the room, you sighed with relief. It was like a balm on your chest, making you feel better with just a few words and some pretty sounds. 
That wasn’t to say it made you feel physically better, but mentally- the chords and keys and tones had an uplifting effect. As though you might not actually die here on this lounge today. 
“Dunno why you even listen to this,” Crowley said, giving the very old record player the hairy eyeball. You rolled your eyes and stood up. You quickly used the hand sanitiser and gestured for him to meet you in the middle of the room. 
“Dance with me,” you offered in answer. Crowley looked suspicious but took your arm and waist as instructed. You swallowed a sneeze and gave Crowley a very sheepish smile as an apology. Crowley’s hands felt so warm where they touched you, and you found yourself realising just how much you craved his touch and attention. 
The two of you swayed together, listening to Frank as he sang about love and heartbreak and all the things in between. You also realised that at some point, you’d closed your eyes, letting the music surround you. 
When you opened them, Crowley was peering at you in a completely awed expression. One he was clearly trying to hide but doing a terrible job at. 
“What?” You asked, feeling shy all of a sudden. You weren’t so used to being perceived this… obviously. Crowley stumbled over his words for a moment, a litany of strange noises escaping him. 
“No, no,” he deflected. “I just- I get it now, all right? No- don’t get sappy on me,” he scowled. “Stop it or I’ll stop this dance right now.” 
You still couldn’t hide the massive grin on your face even if you tried. 
He didn’t stop dancing with you, though.
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katcsy · 11 months
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Aziraphale set up a little cozy enclosure for Crowley to hangout in his itty bitty snake form inside the bookstore.
Crowley thought it’s humiliating but also took down the heat lamp and the front glass panel for easier access of Aziraphale’s hands.
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vavoom-sorted-art · 2 months
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Sweet Dreams!
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New Comic is out!
Part I
Aziraphale and Crowley sleep together (hehehe). Well, Crowley sleeps. And with sleep come the nightmares. But Aziraphale, ever the protective angel, is happy to cuddle them away, until they turn into entirely different dreams… ~a self-indulgent story full of fluff, smut and feels.
If you can't wait for it to come out, check my Patreon for work in progress content and more fluff and smut! See you there :3
All posts under #Vavoom Sweet Dreams
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A Thought
I lied. It's not a thought. It's a not at all cohesive babble.
So what if Crowley and Aziraphale - hear me out - adopted a kid? Like, they're living at South Downs and Aziraphale just shows up at the cottage with a literal 8 year old human? And Crowley's like 'fucking... okay.'
And they take care of this human kid. And they wow the kid with miracles, and as the kid becomes a teen, the kid's like 'pa, never do that again' when Aziraphale tries to do his magic act and he's all heartbroken because his kid doesn't like his magic act and Crowley has to comfort his angel?
And the kid becomes an adult, falls in love, and moves out, but Aziraphale finally caves and buys a modern phone so he can check in with the kid every day and the kid's exasperated but loves their pa and allows it.
And the kid gets their heart broken and moves back in and lives there for a while?
And Crowley and Aziraphale love this kid with everything they have?
And even then, it's not enough, because the kid dies anyway, and Crowley and Aziraphale find comfort in each other, and barely leave the house for a century - not even to eat or get alcohol?
But then they realize that being able to love this thing that they raised was worth the grief and they adopt another?
What if that happened?
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